Quick Transmigration: The Dizzying Beauty Is Everyone's Favorite

Content warning: This is a silly, brainless story. I'm writing it to indulge my own fantasies, so the logic is nonexistent. Just have fun reading. All the main characters are adults.

An adored, delicate, pretty, bad-tempered, smug bottom vs. obsessive, domineering, hopelessly lovesick slices of the Lord God as tops. (The System is a slice too.) Both are virgins! Love triangles, sweet fluff, and more than one slice in every world.

After being bound to the System, Zhu Yunrong is assigned to rewrite the storylines of cannon-fodder characters whose tragic fates were caused by foolishly offending the chosen ones. Fresh on the job, Zhu Yunrong is still worrying about how to rewrite the cannon fodder's life when, to his surprise:

An obsessive CEO holds him captive in his arms and murmurs, “Marry me. No one will dare hurt Rongrong.”

An obsessive emperor clasps his hand and coaxes, “Be my empress. No one will dare bully or humiliate you.”

A tribal chief gazes at him tenderly and whispers, “Become my mate, and I'll protect you.”

In each world after that, Zhu Yunrong looks at the man following him around and asks, “System, who is he?” The System gazes at the handsome man, smiles, and pulls its petite Host into his arms, gently coaxing, “Rongrong, I'm the one you love.”